User blog comment:Segalia/Great Power/@comment-1298206-20130411202124/@comment-32303-20130412043148

''Kriasha starts after the hares and stops. She's heard a distant voice repeating her name, almost a whisper. ''"Kriasha. . . Kriasha. . ." ''She turns in the direction of the voice; her gold eyes are drawn to the armored mouse on the tapestry. The general walks to the tapestry and stops, gently resting a paw on the wall beside it. ''

''Her eyes are locked on the mouse and the wondrous sword hanging on the two pins beside it as though they're the only things that exist for her. ''